You’ve just arrived in a swampy, dim town. As you look around, your gaze is met with shacks and cabins. It smells of rotted wood and wet moss. You duck and step into a tattered tent, illuminated by a series of candles suspended in the air. At the back of the tent, an old hag raises her head, “What brings you to this dingy town? she begins, then pauses to study your face—”Ah, it’s you. I’ve been expecting you. Sit,” she gestures at a cushion, “Tell me your story.” *Jade turns and nods to the elderly woman, her grey eyes fixing on her as the elfess sits down"well my fair lady, it is quite a long and tragic tale, allow me to introduce myself first. "she replies stoically as she sits down "my name Is Jade, I am an orphan, my parents were killed by a dragon when I was very young. I hardly remember them though this was shared with me via tales of my parents bravery "Jade explains proudly" I was bullied when I was little and this caused me to want to look out for others. "Jade folds her arms and moves to sit cross legged as she continues to recount her tale" since I left the orphanage I began wandering through the world with the intent of helping others, that is what has brought me here so I would like to ask the question, how may I help you fair lady "she offered with a smile.
